Two demons born of darkness

◆Dude, who you tellin? xDDD◆



Slade felt a ripple of something pass through him at the soft touch of her paw upon his shoulder, and he couldn't decipher whether it was pride, relief, humility, or a mixture of them all, with some.

He kept his mouth shut, only remembering the words she spoke, for the music of life, is silence. Admiration radiated within the depths of the twin hells he bore on his face, and with a nothing said, he awaited the rest of the words to be followed through by the woman who had now put his life back onto the correct path of death.